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This legit happened to me - I was on the window and another girl was on the aisle, with the Orthodox gentleman assigned to the middle seat...on something like a 12 hour flight. What was crazy is that he just wanted one of us to give up our prime seats so he didn’t have to sit between two women. This girl and I

Flying on a plane with your period is just irresponsible. You want to attract flying bears? Because that’s how you attract flying bears.

Oh my god, SITTING next to WOMEN?

When I was a F/A I heard some stories of Hasidic men asking the flight attendants if they were “dirty” meaning on their periods on flights to Tel Aviv. Apparently the men cannot accept service items from “dirty” women. Most F/A’s would answer that they were absolutely on their period.

“Failing that, maybe verbally abusive people throwing adult tantrums in the aisles should be removed from the plane?”

Frankly, I think it’s just stunningly childish and irresponsible that these people would get on airplanes without up to date Cooties vaccinations in the first place.

I guess this would be called posthummus.

The gif that keeps on giving.

Not my story, but my parent's instead. So back when my mother was still alive, we would occasionally talk about whether she would get to see her oldest kid and only daughter walk down the aisle (not very likely...and well, never now!). Inevitably though, the conversation would always turn to how terrible of a start

"The ocean is hungry."

That attendant is a national hero.

My current boyfriend nearly drowned in Costa Rica while honeymooning with his ex-wife. He managed to get caught in a rip tide and was barely able to swim back to shore, where he collapsed from exhaustion. I don't think the ex-wife was around when this happened; apparently the whole beach was deserted, except for a

After planning a wedding, I did not want to plan an elaborate vacation. We booked a Caribbean cruise, where I could just roll on the boat and have a drink with an umbrella immediately placed in my hand.

I brought pretty and sexy lingerie for the wedding night, and couldn't wait to show it off for my new husband. I'd never had such sweet little things to wear before in my life! I was anticipating so much romance and lovemaking and all the things a newlywed couple would revel in. Well, my husband had brought his idea

My husband and I decided to go to Spain for our honeymoon. We love to eat and we love wine so it seemed like a great idea.

We flew on a combination of cash gifts and left over in-laws' Airmiles points and couldn't be too fussy about arrangements. On the return leg, we had to fly home to Canada separately.

My honeymoon on the California coast last year was completely wonderful except for one small, horrific detail. I had done a load of laundry at my new apartment right before we left and I used my husband's laundry detergent*. Unbeknownst to me at the time, it turns out that I am allergic to Tide. For the first two days

My "honeymoon" was 2 weeks of my new MIL staying with us and sightseeing since she had never been to the country where we live before. She's lovely but... not super romantic.

But I always comfort myself with the story of my friend's honeymoon. They left for their honeymoon immediately after the wedding, which

I'm phobic about flying, the claustrophobia from being sealed/ strapped in. We got there HOURS early to check our bags and avoid any worries. At check-in, coincidentally the girl had been at our school (husband was my hs bf) and wanted to make our honeymoon "extra special".

Yay! Finally a topic I have a story for!